Damn, i ain't trying to disrespect
Take the exit, the nearest left
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
That was good shit, is there any left
Playing field ain't levelling the lane
Right now using my left brain
I'm on i-80 though with my baby
Friend after friend left me
Contending factions, left with descending passions.
The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its
Your father left you for another
I’ll never use a rubber
And i'm left for the corrections,
I never fit in with them light skins
Carol city or was it the west
Take away what ever's left
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